Horse Muse Poems

Like a bagel with no hole
Like a flag without a pole
Like a singer with no soul
Like a furnace with no coal

Like a gangster with no...

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Walking through the tall pines of Perlarcher forst 
Munich Germany I walk deep within the woods 
every day the barbarian alps in my view colorful...

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“Pale Words Riding the Revolution”

it takes a woman
to bear the pain 
of a world ripping
wide open, apart

a part,

the child 
crowns crimson 
marked forehead
cheeks and lips,...

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"Living"

That one-eyed god, 
that strange god
the colour of the sun,
leonine, speaks 
in strange ways to me, 
waking me up
purring seductively,
message received
obliquely through 
the smaller 
sentient...

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"As other spirits sail on music, mine, oh my love, swim on your perfume." Charles Baudelaire

"Sometimes you find an old bottle from which the soul...

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Our Sharing Circle begins
rejoining our universal values
within this sacred listening
unitarian space

For compassionate,
and most certainly nonviolent,
communication.

We each pause
for at least one silent great breath
ToGathering

Before vulnerable check-in
transparently...

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I like to get up early in the 'morn
for the flowers are calling me to come
I love the dew wet silence and stillness
and this...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Taking into account; the Poeter's quip
Shant it be unfurled to reveal thine
Penned and newly coined path of authorship 
Paying out the Poeter’s plumb line

Veering from...

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As a poet, I'm not bound by rules, only my imagination.
There's ink in my veins, gathering visions for inspiration.
I paint words on paper, instead of...

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Winged horses could not get me to do that 
She says to me with her nose stuck up.
She can be prissy when she wants to...

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Whirling her truth today as a game
She brought out feelings but only in name
Tossing her wildness as a horse tosses his mane
She began to write...

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*Image of Horses Nature by Pixabay.

Some Paradise Where Horses Go

"Somewhere, somewhere in time's own space
There must be some sweet pastured place
Where creeks sing on and...

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*Image of Mr. Ed giphy by Gifcat. 

Aberrations

When
we part
from truth,
we challenge
a diverse reality
as fact turns fiction,
recognition is obvious
of an irregular world. So
it will be as...

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Imagination’s a blossoming flower
straight from the roots of the soul;
like the magic of clouds,
vistas open up to reshape themselves
morphing into colorful dreams.

Dribble a cloud and...

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